(B. Cummings - D. Troiano)
Colder women light a fire in me
Bolder women seem to tire of me
Older women put desire in me
But without i¢Â€Â˜em to hold, where would this poor man be?
Crazy women make a fool of me
Ruthless women seem so cruel to me
And painted women actin' cool with me
But without i¢Â€Â˜em to hold, where would this poor man be?
I wanna tell you what I know
I ain't sayin' it's a lot,
But I hope it's enough to teach you
To try to hang on to what you got, I wanna say
I'm only sayin' what I mean
And I'm backin' it up, cause I've already been there, son...
I know that colder women light a fire in me,
Bolder women seem to tire of me,
And older women put desire in me,
But without i¢Â€Â˜em to hold, where would this poor man be?
Sometimes you can't live with i¢Â€Â˜em,
But you can't live without i¢Â€Â˜em,
W-O-M-E-N.
